We are creatures of habit, and as such, I form daily habits while here at Mercy too~ the New Normal. So it is that every day after I eat lunch in the Canteen upstairs, I wander into the Mercy house where Mr. Big, age five months, currently lives. He is usually hanging out with his caregiver, the housemom, on the open-air deck outside the dorm. She clearly adores him.
His name is laughable. I know because I bought him a newborn-sized kimono shirt and newborn diapers, and he swims in them. I sit quietly by his housemom’s side and talk to him for a few minutes each day. Today I sang Itsy Bitsy Spider to him and he tracked my hand movements: round, dark eyes staring up at this farang who speaks to him in a language he hasn’t heard before. He seemed to like the song.
Is he sick? I dunno. I haven’t asked. Maybe.
Every year, Chevron’s Thailand division puts on a big party for the Mercy kids. Today was that party. The KFC chicken sang and danced with the kids, as did the Chevron guy. The children loved it!
Today a 10-foot python was found roaming the grounds around Mercy. Since Thais are Buddhists, they will not kill any living thing ~so it was calmly caught in a burlap bag and driven out to the jungle. Yikes.
John and I took five Mercy kids to Lumpini Park on Sunday. The children played on the swings, careened down slides, and road on paddleboats in the lake. We picked up a barbecue chicken feast at a popular outdoor restaurant and went back to John’s house to eat. The boys played catch in the street outside his house, the girls colored, and we ended the afternoon with a dance-off in John’s living room!
Dear Friends and Family,
I spent yesterday with my friend Sister Joan. This retired seventy-something Australian nun could be livin’ the good life, but instead has spent the last 15+ years living in the poorest slums in Bangkok and handing out milk to babies. If you want somewhere to donate those last two cents you have ~you won’t find a worthier cause: